There were too many emotions that welled up inside of her in the few minutes that she stood staring at her long lost mother. There was anger inside of her, so many questions that swirled through her head, and perhaps even a bit of joy that showed through in those blue eyes. For all of the horrid things that Andre had done, the way that he had treated his family, Rachias still had loved him and still wanted to believe that he could change. Nothing that her mother had done could even compare to what her brother had, could it? The young woman would never have the chance to see if her brother could change, Gabriel had taken care of that some time ago, but her mother could be another story, perhaps.
"Even Gabriel thought so." She stated, mouth creased into a confused sort of frown. Rachias disregarded the words and even the apology, to uncertain and confused to soak them up in those few moments. Too wary of the woman drawing closer to her. Rachias didn't take after the one-eyed woman, though nor did she take after her father, despite how close she had come to being just as ruthless as the Inferni Matriarch. It was Arkham who had changed her fate, who had stuck by her side and protected her and helped to guide her after their mother had disappeared. It was his concern and quiet love that helped her through. Their children would be much the same, she was certain, despite their questionable blood.
The children. The thought of her two joyous girls, who were away from the lands and staying with their father, hit her as she stood watching her mother, who had finally lifted her head again. There were so many things that she could tell the woman. Samael and Gabriel and Arkham, the fact that she was a grandmother, but despite all of that knowledge, Rachias struggled to find something to say.
"All that matters is that you came back, right?" And though she said it, Rachias was still unsure. It was never that easy, was it? Was she just passing through? Would she just up and disappear again in a matter of weeks? "Dad died.." She told the woman, a rather sudden thought, though one that she wasn't certain her mother would really care about. Still, perhaps it would give the woman some comfort to know that Rachias had a father, no matter how long it had taken their relationship to blossom.
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